Here's a little math puzzle for you...we now have twice the amount of kids, which means twice the amount of photos, but half the amount of time. If you are on a moving train and juggling three frisbees, how many blog-posts/emails/photo galleries does that make?
The answer is below. I have no idea when the last round of pics went out or up or whatever, so I'm just starting with a passel of recent ones. Needless to say, it's been a whirlwind of joy and exhaustion, and our families and friends have been the hangliders keeping us swirling over those sweet little eyes of the storm.
Harldur got tired of waiting to visit Grammy and Grandpa Ray, so flew himself up to Portland
Hugo's six-shooter is just out of frame...
Grammy reads a book for the 7th time to Harldur about his favorite superhero: Ivy Johnson.
Corn!
Harldur is the hardest working gardener in show biz.
Squoosh.
Harldur tries out his new galoshes.
Want it! Want it!
We found this baby wandering around in the wilderness, anyone recognize him?
Mud!
He was one of the original members of Oasis
I farted! Jokes on you!
Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?
Eee!!!
Reading with Gaga....
